lunes, 12 de mayo de 2025

No fun

How can you survive to a bad day?
How can you survive to a bad week?
To a bad month?
Nothing else can I do, just to keep pushing.
On the other hand, critics destroy me: misunderstanding.
I can not turn a situation that is beyond my power
even if the self-help books tell the contrary.
My life has become miserable, my decisions putted me on this road
I am trying to do my best, I am hoping for a miracle to save me,
the only thing I receive instead is silence and nothingness. 
I fucked up
my past is attacking me, 
nobody should read this.
I thought this was a special day, full moon in Scorpio, as me.
It is nothing but a bad day

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